Lots of people tell me that I have to be nicer to myself…give myself the space to heal…and the grace that is needed…to get me through a broken heart…I thought I was doing better…some days are like that…other days I feel like I am mad at myself…
You haven’t given part of your heart to a fake…how far I fell for what I thought was supposed to be love…I am realizing now that I was more invested…than waking up and letting it go…but my mind and my heart are fighting…my mind is yelling at my tender heart…
Feeling stupid and defeated…for fighting for what I thought was love…some days it hits harder…that the person was a fake…other days I wish it were still happening…but I know it wasn’t right…it wasn’t really love…it felt real to me…but it was only a fake…
It’ll be okay…I try to tell my heart…you’ll be stronger the more you hurt…but that doesn’t mean what I think it means…on the surface it sounds cliche’…it sounds like moving on…but if I hurt more…then will I really be stronger…I know I shouldn’t give up on love…